"Go ahead" she said. so he did. he pulled the front of her shirt out and let his finger roam inside across her rock hard nipples. "let's go outside an... talk" he said. They stepped out of the door into a dark hallway. he grabs her and kisses her. she looked surprised at first but then she deepened the kiss. the door opened and they jumped apart. he pulled up up the stairs to the side and slid his hand down her pants finding her pussy was already sopping wet. she reached in her back pocket and. She smelled like fried food. We held hands and walked down the street toward her apartment. In a block or two, we came across a closed restaurant with its outside tables and chairs, surrounded by a locked, low wrought iron fence. We stood by its hip high gate and kept talking. ‘I’m not sure why he married me. You’ve seen me at my best and my worst and we still enjoy all our times together. Bob likes me all dolled up, outgoing and sexy but he does not even want me around for the 90% of normal. Mere nipple poore khade the, choot gili thi or main sex k nashe me pagal si ho rahi thi.. Fir main chudna chahti thi..Par wo mujhe bas or b jyada garm kar rahe the.. Saare mujhe kiss kar rahe the,koi kuch choos raha tha koi kuch sehla raha tha… Main khud amit k lund ko pakadkar uspe baithne lagi par usne mujhe dhakka de diya.. Maine apna hath choot pe rakha to wo b ni rakhne diya.. Main pagal si hoti ja rahi thi.. Or main fir jor jor se bolne lagi, “please fuck me…. Meee, mujhe chodo, jor se. I'm grabbing my blouse and practically ripping the first 3 buttons off, moving my free hand to play with my breast. Now I'm slipping my hand into my bra and squeezing my hard nipple between my fingers. My hand under my skirt and in my panties is moving faster in my cunt, making a slapping sound against my outer folds, swimming freely in my arousal. I roll my head back and out of the corner of my eye I see someone standing at my door. My cheeky secretary is watching me reach my peak, jaw dropped.